the romance of an ideal couple from their first meeting to their feigned sulking in their married life. Each couplet is the utterance of the hero or the heorine in a particulr emotional situation. The various moods of the lovers are dramatically presented in them. HE: Her feminine grace is simple but terrible. Her eyes seem to kill those that look at them. I knew not the God of death till now. Now I see him in the eyes of this graceful lady. Modesty adorns her; that is enough; of what use are all other jewels to her. She has two looks, one causes pain and the other is the cure for it. When the eyes of the lovers express agreement, the words of the mouths are of no use. The remedy for a disease is different from the disease; but in this case she is both the ailment and the cure for it. Where did she get this fire that burns at a distance and cools when nearby? The love between us is as great as the bond between the body and the soul. I feel like living when she is by my side, and like dying when she leaves me. SHE: My lover is so subtle that he never departs from my eyes and is never hurt by my winking. Since he abides in my eyes, I am afraid of painting them lest he is hidden. He is in my heart, so I am afraid of eating anything hot as it would affect him. The foolish laugh at me not knowing the pangs of my love; they have not yet suffered as I do. It was only one day that I met him; but the slander is so widespread as the talk about an eclipse of the moon. The slander is the manure and the reproach of the mother the water for this anguish of love. SHE: Tell me anything but parting; if it is only that, tell it to those who will survive your separation. If there is parting even in the case of such an understanding lover.
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